Not knowing who he is
he found himself in pieces
scattered here and there to help him
find himself
he found himself in the last page of
'Of Mice and Men'
Another piece at the local bakery that serves
the finest lemon meringue
a few more pieces scattered in the city
the local theater
in the museum
in the vintage coffee shop
he found himself at night
when the moon was full
or when the sun was rising
but most of all he preferred the rare sunset
when the sky was scorched red
he found himself by in the royal purple
of an Indian silk scarf
He found himself in tea house
hosted by Geisha's in Kyoto suburbs
Bits and pieces scattered here and there
and one piece
unknowingly or knowingly
he left it with the girl there by the pear tree
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem